Coffee-house jests. Refined and enlarged. By the author of the Oxford jests. The fourth edition, with large additions. This may be re-printed, Feb. 25. 1685. R.P.

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Another of this Crew came in with his story too, which they thought improbable, till he gave 'em evident demonstration of the truth of it, and that was this: He said he was one Winter about seven years since in Lincolnshire, near the Fenns, where there is always great store of all sorts of Wild Fowl, but especially of Duck and Mallard, which made me take my Gun, and when I came near to a Hedge, they were very thick at t'other side, upon which I present∣ly discharged my Gun, and kill'd at one Shoot Three hundred twenty five, and I

think, I wounded a great number also; then they wondered how he could kill so many at one shot, he told them that there were near Four hundred little holes in the Barrel of his Gun, so big as Shot might easily pass through them; and at the dis∣charge of the Gun every Shot went out at his own hole, and kill'd so many as I told you, I am certain: Nay, I had kill'd ma∣ny more if they had lay a little closer: Then they askt him how he got 'em home, he told 'em he went home first and fetcht a Horse, which was loaded Three times home with them, besides what I carried on my Shoulders; and they were all as fat as the driven Snow. They said 'twas very much indeed, and very many to be kill'd at one time.